All Chapters of Omega’s Project : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Tommy..With just a floor above mine, the elevator ride was too fast. But not as fast as the blood rushing beneath my skin.The door hissed open, and I made my way to my father’s office, my stomach twisting more and more, as I drew closer to his door.When I got to the door, I rubbed my palms together. A desperate attempt to wipe off the sweat.That’s all I had to do. Tell him I’m picking myself. Now I just hope he believes it.I knocked once, before turning the door handle and stepping into his office.The harsh afternoon light spilled in through the large windows. The brown marble floor reflected my figure which felt too small for the space.My father was on a call, his phone pressed to his ears.I stood. Hands by side. Like the walls, although meters apart, were still pressing against me.After his call ended, his gaze flicked to the clock—2 p.m.. “You came earlier than expected.” He dragged his gaze back to me. “Are you here to beg me for more time?”My stomach flipped. But I wi

Tommy..9 pm came and I wasn’t ready. Physically I was—dressed in a black turtle neck, and a black overcoat. My hair was too overstyled for someone who didn’t want to see him.But emotionally and psychologically I wasn’t ready. I could still feel the ghost of the plug inside me. The way fullness had stretched me. The way I had cum thinking about Gerard.I shook my head. A failed attempt to bury the feeling.A knock came and my heart jumped straight to my throat. I didn’t need anyone to tell me it was him.When I opened the door, my eyes fell on Gerard. He was clad in the same black turtle neck, and overcoat.“Hi,” Gerard said, fixing his hair. My knees stupidly softened at his word, and the way he fixed his hair. Like he was putting effort into how he looked for me.“Are you ready?” “Yeah,” I said, knowing I will never be ever ready for this. “Let me grab my phone.”As I reached for my phone, a voice—me that I recognized—tore through the apartment.“What are you doing here?” Liam

Tommy..The breeze stung my skin like I had been hit by a thousand needles.I didn’t even wait to process what I had seen, before my stomach upended and nausea crawled up my throat.Ready to get the hell out of here, I turned around. But my foot slammed into an empty drink can nearby. The clatter sound filled the air, and both of their heads snapped towards me.“Oh…I’m…I'm sorry.” I muttered, my voice coming out too low—too broken.Without waiting for anyone to speak, I turned around and walked back into the pub.Inside, the air felt thicker than before, voices merging into meaningless noise. Valentina said something, and chaotic laughter broke out. I didn't laugh. My eyes just remained fixed on the empty red cup before me. I reached for my phone, my fingers stiffened as I typed Liam.Me: Are you still awake? Please can you pick me up?His reply was instantaneous.Liam: Send the address.I typed it.Liam: I’m coming.I exhaled, turned off my phone screen, and slipped back into

GERARD..“Guess I wasn’t the only one who didn’t sleep well for the past days,” I teased, trying to ease the tension. My chest knotted because I knew it was all my fault.Tommy offered a small, weak smile. “I have been quite busy…contracts. Meetings…,” he said, his eyes resting everywhere but on me.Like he didn’t want me to see the lies I could already see. “You’ve been avoiding me.” My fingers twitched inside my lab coat.“No, I haven’t,” Tommy said, but his shoulders stiffened, his gaze never reaching me. “Why would I?”“Because of that night.”A crease formed on his head, and his throat bobbed. “I’ve been feeling weak,” Tommy veered. “Too weak. I don’t know if it’s just a side effect of the drug. Even my scent is off.”I drew closer to him. “I did tell you, you might feel weaker. Your body is becoming an omega.” As I eclipsed over him, Tommy’s body tightened. Almost like he wanted to flee but couldn’t.“Release your pheromones.” As he did, Tommy’s gaze kept wandering, alway

Tommy..Gerard didn’t open immediately. At first, there was nothing but silence.Then I heard his footsteps drawing closer to the door. My heart pumped harder and harder with each step he took.The door finally clicked open, and Gerard filled the doorway. His hair plopped over his forehead, his pupils were blown wide, and his skin was too flushed. “Tommy.” He dragged every inhale like it hurt. “You actually came. I tried to get rid of my pheromones.”The scent hit me. Maybe it was because I was becoming an omega; it didn’t sting as much as it did in the janitor’s room.Pushing my way, I clamped my hand around his wrist and dragged him into the living room and pushed him onto the sofa.Gerard’s eyes locked with mine. “I didn’t want you to come because I'm not in control at all. And I don’t want to hurt you.”He went yapping about how I was still too tight and he’s not in the right state of mind, and he might not be patient enough to prepare me.I ran my fingers down his skin that